Blossoms
Wherein do moods originate?
Are they but food for thought?
Or thoughts whose seed is in itself
Producing fruit we want?
Do we feed our depression
Or nurture gratitude?
Do we rear our own happiness
Or jaded attitude?
We only reap the seeds we sow
And nourish from a sprout
We pollinate the world inside
Which blossoms then without
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